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Wednesday, February 18, 2004

I really hate to sound like a socialist but sheesh....the rich get richer....comes now the damnedyankees to pick up Alex Rodriguez for enough money to buy a destroyer for the US Navy. George Steinbrenner is an absolute menace. Between the unbdridled greed of the players and a few of the owners, baseball is rapidly coming to a time when salary caps and revenue sharing are going to be forced upon them. Baseball can't currently survive another work stoppage, not with out of control salaries that are beyond the comprehension of Joe Sixpack and not with ongoing steroid scandals that tarnish the image of our National Pastime.

Besides which, what about the heart wrenching of the fans. It hurts enough to be an A's fan when year after year we are treated as a farm team by the damnedyankees. That certainly is suffering but nothing like the scale of suffering endured by Red Sox fans. Between the Curse of the Bambino and now the theft of A-Rod from under their noses by the most hated team in baseball, you have a tale of some 85 years of agony. Well I'm sorry A-Rod, I hope you suck. I hope the New York press eats you alive and that you wilt under the pressure. I hope you get off to a sub-Mendoza line start and your first home run doesn't come until Memorial Day. I pray you get the same old locker that once held Wally Pipp's cleats. May Steinbrenner misspell your name on your paycheck and transpose account numbers so that the electronic transfer actually sends the money to a needy Nigerian businessman. May your wife hate New York and file for divorce. May your kids begin to fail in a failing public school system. Don't have either? Then I hope you get a yakking', gum popping, overly made up New York broad for a wife. I hope she bears you kids in litters and that the kids grow up hating baseball. I hope your car gets the red death that comes to so many eastern autos....rust. May the infamous New York sewer alligators find their way to your toilet and may The Riddler, The Joker and The Penguin (not Ron Cey) all find homes in your new neighborhood. If this all sounds like too much to you, then maybe you could just tear your ACL on the final day of Spring Training?

I don't really hate you A-Rod, just the thought of you playing for the damnedyankees. One last thing, I hope pinstripes make you look 20 lbs heavier. I reckon damnedyankee is going to remain one word around my house for quite some time. Now then, "Let's Go Oakland!!!".

Smilin' Paul Villa U.S. Senate 2004
cyber-Congressman, R-Reno
Proud Member of the Vast Right Wing Conspiracy and 2 SUV Family


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